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Jax

You unleashed a part of me I knew I had somewhere (not that I wanted to admit it)
You made me free like a rebellious teenager in love
And yet all I did was text you while I was at the dinner table
You made me feel wild
You gave me a feeling that one would only get at a big high school party.

How drunk you can get at one of those?
How would you take my hand?
How would you stumble as you lead me up the stairs?
How would you slam the door of the bathroom, feeling the vibrations of the disgusting rap song in through the floor?
How would your eyes place upon my own?
How would your teeth rip through my dress?
How would your lips roughly smash against mine?
How would your teeth seep into my skin?
How would your entirety feel inside of me?
How would your hands feel on my throat?
How would the bruises feel?
How would the endgame feel?

How would I lead the awkward silence after the storm as we struggle to put our clothes back on?
How would you offer me your shirt because you destroyed my dress?
How would I graciously decline?
How would you leave the bathroom first?
And how would I leave the party first, knowing you have a little piece of me...forever?